The Sickies

Yes, we are all sick. No no..not sick in the head. Well, okay maybe just a little. But I was referring to the hacking cough and the fevers. The migrains and the stiff necks. Yes, the whole family now has what my kids call, "The Sickies." Do you hear the sound of impending doom? Yup, those are the sickies. They might get you next you know...

So thats my reason for not updating lately. Alright! Fine! Of course I haven't been sick the whole month, but I've been really busy.

First, the car needs to be registered and inspected at the end of this month. The muffler is busted and needs to be replaced. We find out the muffler is a special one for California Emissions testing and it will cost over 800 dollars to fix it. Oh bummer. Then we find out its covered by warrenty still. Yay! Then we have it looked at again and find out that that "particular piece" isn't covered at all. Oh bummer. It will cost over 400 to fix it. Bummer again. So instead of trying to find the money to fix it, that we don't have... we found someone who would take the car for a trade in. The day before we went to trade the car in, my neighbor who I do not get along with backs into my car! Bummer or Yay? Turns out its a Yay! We traded the car in for a much better one. Its a 97 Pontiac Grand Prix so its much bigger than the little one we had. Everyone is so comfy in it! And the insurance agency calls and tells me they send out a check for 300 for hitting my car! The one I already traded in!

Many candles lit later, it all has worked out. For weeks I was pretty worried honestly. I just can't be without a car. Granted I don't drive it much myself, but I have to pick up my daughter every week. I NEED it.

So now we have a car, and Sierra was here for the week. I thought we might get to do some fun things. Course money is tight because we just spent the rest we had for the month on the car! Turns out we didn't need it anyway because Sierra gets sick only a day after she gets here. She got the flu. I somehow managed to get through the week with two sick kids, while feeling like crap myself.

As far as the doula business... I think I've almost lost count. I'm pretty sure its 12 births so far. Though my brain is starting to get foggy and run them all together.

Well, I gotta get something to drink... hot chocolate..that sounds good. Buckling down for the storm we're getting again tonight!

Oooh! The mail came! Guess what I got? The check from the insurance! Yay!

Its February

Where have the days gone? I've been really busy lately. One of those times where one minute I feel like I've got nothing to do, and the next it feels like I don't have a moment to even sit down.

I just recently helped at birth number 8 through webcam. It just gets better and better every time. I'm now helping two different midwives, and who knows how many more in the future. My calander is certainly filling up with due dates. There are four just for this month alone!

Sierra started Spiral Scouts today, and she loved it! I knew that she would, but I'm always nervous around new people. We fit in great though. Even the baby met other babies to play with. We really all had a great time today. I'm looking forward to the next one. It will be her initiation day. Unfortunatly my exhole decided to schedule something with Sierra on my weekend..so Sierra will miss the next one. She won't go again until March.

He assumed I would be alright with taking my weekend time. Well duh! Of course I'm not. He just doesn't care half the time. I told him not to do it again. After all, I am paying for something this time. (like the excuse he gives me) I don't want her to miss out on this oppurtunity. No more than he wants her to miss out on gymnastics. What I really wish is that he would stop scheduling things on the weekends when I have her. Is that too much to ask??? Seriously. I don't schedule things with her during the week when he has her. I just find it incredibly rude. This is my time with my daughter. He gets his time. I could see if it was every once in awhile, or something really special.. but he does it all the time. And yet, I don't ever try to do that to him.
Ah well.. you can't change a dick no matter how hard you try I suppose.

Can you tell I still don't like him anymore than usual?
Perhaps if he hadn't grumped at me on the phone the other day, and schedule something during my day without even so much as fucking asking me.... *sigh*

Well, its getting late and Sierra wants a bedtime story. She's at that age now where she can read me her story instead of the other way around. It means she's growing up..

I'm going to make myself some steaming hot tea and relax for abit. Its been a pretty busy day for us.